In deep of night by dream
I hear swash of breeze
As I open door of blue
I see moment slushing me

of yonder beauty billowing
whites of moon entices me to temptation
gloss of kisses endears
swooning my pangs of grief into obscurity

mirth reaches me to enlighten darkness
by spark of freshness renewed
as I search coffin of sorrow
Yet it seemed sloshing by eyes

Dr subhendu kar

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